I am a traitor in the Red Mansion

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The snow was heavy, and it fell all around one after another, and the sky and the earth were covered by this silvery white.From time to time, unsupportable snow fell on the cornices, and the sound of rustling quietly melted into the surroundings.The sound of the flute was melodious and meandering from the wind and snow. The intermittent sound was a bit inaudible, but it was so stubborn. After being covered by the wind for a moment, there was a firm sound.

It's been half an hour, but he didn't move at all. If it wasn't for the continuous sound of the flute, even people would have been covered by the wind and snow, making it impossible for people to remember.The servant girl pushed open the door a little, and the wind blew across her face, icy cold.The man could be vaguely seen in the snow at the entrance of the yard, but the man was still motionless.Most of the black velvet cloak had been covered by the white snow, so it couldn't be seen clearly once the wind passed.

The servant girl sighed and closed the door with her backhand, the sound of the wind and flute was mostly blocked.There was a slight coughing sound from inside, as if he was desperately suppressing it, he covered his mouth with a silk handkerchief.Sighing faintly again, the servant girl walked into the bedroom helplessly, and saw the girl lying on the side of the bed, frowning and coughing non-stop. At her hand was a pair of embroidery that was more than half finished, with mandarin ducks playing in the water on the bright red silk cloth. It is indescribably dazzling.

She walked up quickly and patted the girl on the back to comfort her, then raised her hand and poured a cup of hot water to her lips.Only then did this slightly stop the excruciating pain.The silk handkerchief was thrown aside, and the servant girl silently picked it up, unfolded it, and it turned out to be a pool of bright red blood.Scarlet scarlet dyed the already red silk cloth deeply.

Jin Minglan saw her staring blankly at her hemoptysis veil, pursed her lips, suppressed the pain that came up in her throat again, and said calmly: "Don't look at it, it's not the first time, I've seen through it." It’s not going to get better, my days are numbered.” Then he paused, “Is he still outside?” Just after asking, he felt a little self-deceiving, the sound of the flute seemed to come to his ears, according to his How can temper go?

"I didn't leave, I didn't even put on an umbrella, and my black clothes were covered by snow. If this continues, I will definitely suffer from a serious illness. Girl, it's been half an hour, no matter what, Prince Wei can't take it anymore. How can you Bear with it..." The servant girl looked at Jin Minglan reproachfully, but she couldn't see any emotion on Jin Minglan's face, she seemed to be in a daze, and she seemed to be listening intently to the sound of the flute that had almost disappeared in the wind and snow.It took a long time to come back to his senses, and he put his hand on his forehead sadly, and slowly lay back on the couch, and said to the servant girl in a low voice: "Give him an umbrella and tell him that he is no better than before, I am just as good as you are." He is an abandoned son of Nan'an Palace, he can't climb up, if you don't want to harm me, just go back."

The servant girl tucked the quilt up for her, listened to her order, and retreated out in response.She couldn't say anything more, now that the girl said this, it was the biggest miss for the past.

Jin Minglan looked at a certain place without focus, wondering when and why did it become like this?Three years of changes have made the memories blurred, and now they are all annihilated in this cold winter.

The maid who served her personally these past few years was left behind by Jin Minghua, and she was loyal. She put on the umbrella and pushed the door out again.

The sound of the flute stopped at dusk, as if she had noticed her appearance, but the hand holding the flute was still in that position, and the hand, which was frozen and red, trembled slightly and could not move a little.He took a deep breath, and as soon as he exited it, it turned into a white mist, blurring his face.

The maid started trotting, and arrived in front of him within a few steps, opened the umbrella in her hand, and propped up a world for him.

"Wei Shizi, I haven't seen you in a year, and he still has the same good demeanor, but we girls don't like to listen to the flute. The one who likes to listen to the flute... is the princess." The girl frowned slightly, "Wei Shizi, it's all over , the princess is already married, why are you wasting yourself here for nothing now?"

After saying that and sighing, he also exhaled a cloud of white mist, which disappeared in an instant.She looked at Wei Shizi seriously, and said without giving him a chance to refute: "Young lady asked me to bring a message. From the day I was deprived of the title, there will be no Jin Minglan. You are the son of the prince, and you are His Majesty's confidant. The Wei family will prosper soon. She can't climb high. What's more...you didn't do it for her at all, and you hurt her instead. "

Wei Shizi didn't speak, he has become much calmer in the past two years, after listening to it, he said after a while, "I have betrayed Ming Hua, and I am here to harm Ming Lan."

The servant girl handed the umbrella to him and brushed off the snow on his body, "It's not that you failed the princess, it was your life that failed you. It's all over, it's really over. Isn't it comfortable for our girl to leave a lot of money and servants, whether she is married or lives alone? She really doesn't need your care."

There was no faint sound outside the house, but Jin Minglan's heart fluctuated up and down with the sound of the flute just now, and she couldn't stop. The brazier in the house made crackling sounds from time to time, disturbing her thoughts of wanting to settle down.

I thought that if I didn't think about it, I would be able to pretend that I had forgotten it. I thought that I was living on my last days just because I didn't want to be branded as a person who couldn't endure the suffering and the reputation of being wronged, because the eldest sister said that she should be as persevering as a man, and not because of her identity as a woman. But being underestimated, she must live a good life and wait for the day when she turns around.

Since she was a child, she was looser and bolder than boys, and there was nothing she dared not do, but she was terrified when facing her big sister.

Every time she made a mistake, she always cried out loudly before her father greeted her. After all, her father loved her, and hearing her howl like this made her heart go soft. It's a train again.Only that time, when the elder sister happened to come back from the palace, she missed and hurt the servant girl, and disregarded her father's obstruction to move the family law, she didn't say a word, she carried it tightly, as if she had trouble with herself.

The father is distressed, but he doesn't want to lose face to his eldest sister.

The eldest sister has repeatedly said that she is too pampered and cannot stand being wronged, and that she will definitely cause disaster in the future. As expected, because of her entanglement with Mr. Jiang, her father was confiscated.

At that time, she passed out on the spot, and stayed in the temple for a while, and heard that her sister had been granted a title, but she wanted to go far away to Fujian. Later, Prince Wei came to visit her from time to time, saying that he was taking care of her for her sister.

The eldest sister and Wei Shizi were childhood sweethearts, she thought that the eldest sister would marry Wei Shizi, but she never thought that there would be no fate.

The grief that flashed across Wei Shizi's face seemed to pierce her heart, so clear that she couldn't forget it no matter what.

Jin Minglan heard Wei Shizi talk about the difficulties of the eldest sister, and how she was humiliated in front of the old prince Cheng En, but at that time, she never understood.

Many people said that her name was unlucky, Lan was the mist in the mountains, illusory, easy to get together and easy to disperse, such a name was too light for a princess.

She was not happy when she heard it, especially when others always liked to explain how grand Hua's name was and how likable Ming Hua was. She had been hostile to this elder sister since she was a child.

I don't know if big sister is willing to forgive her ignorance.

Jin Minghua, who was far away in Fujian, was very angry when he received Wei Ruotong's marriage proposal from Jin Minglan, "I've known him for so many years, but I didn't know he was still such an infatuated person? If he seriously proposes, it's fine. What is it?" Take care of Ming Lan for me?"

Xie's little uncle smiled like a breeze and bright moon, "You are so good, it is natural for him to think about it, but he shouldn't have the idea of ​​Ming Lan's younger sister, the capital city is very cold in winter, almost causing a snowstorm, and it is not good for Ming Lan's illness. , it’s better to take her to Fuzhou to recuperate when the spring begins, where the wind is clear, the water is warm, and the people are outstanding, so she can live comfortably here.”

Jin Minghua caught his phrase "outstanding man and earth spirit", and gave him a sideways glance, "Earth spirit is real, outstanding man, looking at you, I think this statement is a bit false."

"But when I saw you, I felt that this could not be more true." Uncle Xie said, and he took a lottery holder from the treasure shelf while speaking, "Girl, seeing your ruddy complexion, I think there is a happy event happening. , do you want to ask for the last sign?"

"I don't ask for a lottery. You pretend that I don't know. Yours is full of lottery. I don't know who I learned from. It's so narrow." Jin Minghua flipped the lottery tube a few times with his fingers and smiled, "I don't know. Will this master know how to touch bones?"

Uncle Xie took the opportunity to touch his wife's hand, "I can tell faces and touch bones, let me see how this little lady's hands are so slippery."

Jin Minghua had no choice but to cooperate with this old man who was not ashamed, and made a gesture to withdraw his hand, pretending to be angry and said, "You fake Taoist priest, how dare you treat me so contemptuously, don't you know who my husband is?"

"It's a pity that Luo Fu has a husband. Since the young lady is such a beautiful woman, if you think about it, your husband must be brilliant, extraordinary in appearance, suave and elegant, and a good-looking talent."

After a while, Jin Minghua leaned against the window and asked her husband in a low voice, "Am I ruthless? I have never treated her well. She likes Master Jiang, and I beat her for it. Father's title is gone. She is no longer the princess, but I only care about myself, and finally earned a title for myself, and went away to Fujian. She is my sister with the same father and mother."

Uncle Xie said, "Minghua, what is your sister doing when you are serving day and night in the concubine's palace? At the most critical moment, what is she doing when you are working for your sister? You also said, yes You earned it yourself, and she can't earn it, so she shouldn't blame you. It's all over, and when the time comes to pick her up, the two sisters talk, and it's over."

It was snowing heavily in Beijing, but Fujian was as warm as spring. The two sisters unanimously looked forward to their reunion next year.

In the end, it's all over.